A black and white shroud worn by a dead man fell out from inside.
Du Meijun felt her scalp numb just by looking at that dress.
Du Yu stared at the shroud in astonishment: "Auntie, what's going on? Why did he give you such an unlucky thing?"
Du Meijun finally came back to her senses and saw Gu Wanyao and Liu Sihui looking at her.
She didn't want to be laughed at by the mother and daughter.
Then he deceived himself and said: "Perhaps Qiao An wants to tell me that marriage is the grave of love, but if it is him who goes to the grave with me, I will be willing to do so."
It was originally a bizarre and embarrassing thing, but it was fooled by Du Meijun's perfect explanation.
But now, she is very uneasy.
I always feel that marrying Qiao An is like jumping into an unknown pit.
She didn't know what kind of "surprise" Qiao An would have in store for her.
"Meijun, why hasn't the groom shown up yet?"
She endured the uneasy feeling and said: "Isn't the time not yet up? My Qiao An is a very punctual person. She will not deliberately do anything in advance, but she will never be late."
"So that's it."
"Could this be the character trait of rich people?"
"..."
Although the chatter around me was very friendly.
But Du Meijun's face became increasingly ugly.
She prayed in her heart, praying that Qiao An would not let her down.
"Auntie, there is a small card inside." Du Yu suddenly said.
She followed the direction Du Yu pointed and saw a small card covered by a shroud with only one corner exposed.
She endured the numbness of her scalp and walked over to pick up the small card.
The card clearly read: "Ms. Du Meijun, welcome to join the AIDS club and wish you a long life."
Her hand holding the card suddenly trembled violently.
Du Yu also put his head together and read the words on the card.
After reading it, I was completely shocked.
"Auntie, what kind of international joke is he making? This can't be true, can it?"
Du Meijun didn't care that Liu Sihui and Gu Wanyao were both laughing at her.
She suddenly turned to look at Pei Yuzhi: "Mr. Pei, isn't Qiao An your boss? Does he really have AIDS?"
Pei Yuzhi: "That's not clear."
She was so frightened that she staggered back several steps.
The thought that she might have AIDS made her feel uncomfortable all over.
She suddenly thought of a saying, pie will not fall from the sky, if it does, then the pie must be poisonous.
Du Yu was afraid that Du Meijun would not be able to stand firmly, so he hurriedly supported her.
"Auntie, from the beginning, I felt that the relationship between you and Qiao An was unreal. Could it be that this is all a scam?"
She was stunned and stood there in a daze.
If you really get AIDS, you have to be very lucky and your life span will be the same as that of a normal person.
If you are unfortunate, you will leave this world soon.
Moreover, if you suffer from AIDS, your life will be very painful, and the medicine cannot leave your mouth.
Moreover, the medicine has side effects.
Even imagining that kind of darkest life felt depressing to her.
Seeing that his aunt was in a state of disbelief, Du Yu couldn't help but comfort her: "Aunt, the matter has come to this. You should be more open-minded. After all, he has money."
As soon as she finished speaking, several tough men wearing sunglasses and tattoos all over their arms rushed in.
As soon as that group of people appeared, they attracted everyone's attention.
Several tattooed men glanced around the hall with a look of unkindness. After seeing Du Meijun, they quickly walked towards her.
"Are you Qiao An's wife, Du Meijun?"
Du Meijun has not yet fully recovered from the bad news of AIDS.
She raised her head and nodded with pale lips: "Do you have anything to do with me?"